Stop with the fucking dramatics

  I done had it up to here

  Let me get this shit straight

  Let me get this shit clear

  You get all ass hurt

  Saying you been crying

  All odd hours of night

  Saying I’m the one hurting your feelings

  But you’re the one starting all the fights

  I gave you all the things I could

  But all you did was take me for granted

  You bullshitted me from the beginning

  And now you say

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  That’s not how you planned it

  Chorus: Bitches need to recognize

  Bitches need to put on the brakes

  I’m sick of all the petty lies

  I’m sick of all your twisted lines

  Bitch you need to recognize

  Bitch you need to get your mind straight

  Let me tell you bottom line

  I’m putting on all the brakes

  I gave you all the things I could

  I treated you like a fucking queen

  Not saying you owe me a damn thing

  But at least give me some fucking respect

  At least show me that you appreciate

  All the fucking shit I do

  I tried to make you fucking happy

  But it’s fucking clear to see

  Nothings fucking good enough for you

  Now I understand the shit that niggas say

  About bitches and their childish ways

  I’ll never date another bitch

  I’ll never shed another tear

  I’ll never feel miserable another fucking day

  Chorus: Bitches…

  Fuck all these silly tricks

  I’m going right back to dick

  Fuck all these lying slits

  I’m going right back to dick

  Fuck all the dramatics

  I done fucking had it

  You’re just a fucking sad sight to see

  Always moping around with a sad fucking face

  What the fuck you think this is?

  Some type of fairytale place?

  This is life so fucking get used to it

  You get a few bumps in the road

  And you’re too fucking stupid to go around

  Look at you sitting there

  Fear and loathing seething in self-hate

  Ain’t never smiling

  Just looking like a fucking stupid clown

  Chorus: Bitches…